Are you there Alice?

So.  Who invented this annual permit thing?  I want the name(s) and security numbers. Because seriously, we already have enough with paying the car itself.  If the car is not sixty seven years old I don’t see why this is necessary.

I loved finding this the other day while walking, a sort of shout out to the craziness of the day and how it might not be that crazy after all.

Bonus surprise:  I didn’t saw the dewdrops until I uploaded it to Instagram.  It happens.  Also;  I walked by that exact spot a couple of hours later and the mushroom was gone.  :)

Shared in the Look Up Look Down Challenge, Week 50.  (FIFTY.  O_o)

Have a great day!


Presenting: Jack

I have talked about how this house is surrounded by all kinds of animals.  Manfriend’s brother has three horses, there is a dairy farm close by and we can see the cows (well, we can see the bulls more than the cows, but who’s getting technical here).  Manfriend’s mother takes care of a red cockatoo and a blue macaw.  Fita visits everyone here.

But I haven’t mentioned Jack.


Jack came with the house.  Literally;  we moved here and he kept looking at us like “that’s my kitchen.  That’s my rug.  You are walking on my floor.  No, you can not touch my chair.  I’m not kidding.  But maybe you want to know how deep I bite?”  I imagine him saying that with a deep, sultry voice and a bit of English accent.

He is a dream of a doberman.  I had seen dobermans before but never had I seen one with the proper size and muscles, now I think all the ones I have met were underweight.  Probably because they can eat a house on a daily basis.   Seriously, that animal’s stomach has no end.

I shot him in front of the horses for size comparison.  Or at least the idea of a size comparison.

jack and horses

Well, Jack has become part of my days here.  I rely on him as I relied on Triunfo when I was back home.  Even though he doesn’t like me (I can pet him and give him food but the entire time he will look at me like “your offerings do not satisfy me.  You may try harder.”)  he protects this house better than a guard (he actually does rounds around the family’s properties, including manfriend’s business) and I trust him because he barks and bites.

Living here has given me the opportunity to see him in another light though, and my favorite thing about Jack is that he thinks he still a puppy.  He plays like a pup and he lays down and asks for his owner snuggles as if he was ten inches long and weighted  three pounds.  It’s the cutest thing.

Here he is posing for his photo and then you don’t see him because he jumped out of the frame to catch his owner who was playing with him.

jack 4 frames

Lately Jack has been running up to my car as he does to his owner’s when he arrives and when we all travel together he waits in my door instead of manfriend’s as he did before.  He has truly won me over because he has started to sit in front of baby J when we are outside, which tells me that maybe he’s willing to snack on someone’s leg if they dare touch her.  In fact yesterday we had two men installing bars (additional bars mind you, because there’s never enough bars in Puerto Rico I’m told) and he parked himself in the receiving area while baby J played several feet behind him (I don’t allow her to touch him or play close to him because I’d rather be on the safe side).

A couple of weeks ago manfriend saw Jack’s firsts white hairs which means he will begin to enter the senior stage in a couple of years and I want to make sure he has a space where he is mentioned here because his place on our lives is as big as the one he has in this house.

Have a great day!  And pet a four legged friend if you can.


Tuesday of Texture

several colors in bark


Last week had a couple, GREAT, entries;

Debbie shared this wonderful frame like shot.

Marie shared glass textured windows, and even a poem!  Which was lovely.

What drew me to this texture was the white spots.  They seemed to be hard among all the  other softs.  So much like this kind of day;  a few hards among the other softs.  Necessary for the complete picture.

Have a great day!  And sorry for the delay.




That kind of day

My car’s yearly permit (is that what you call it? I’ve never had to translate marbete, maybe you don’t even need one in the states!  Good question to look up :)  )  renovation is due this week and my God, it has somehow screwed up the rest of the week’s schedule in such way. 
I’ve had clean laundry laying around three rooms of the house since I came back from my parent’s, it’s like it hasn’t let me recuperate the control of the chores.  The darn thing just keeps getting in the way of everything, including the posting schedule. 
That’s why as soon as I get back to the house I’m putting up the Tuesdays of Texture post.  Last week had a couple of cool entries that I want to feature and doing it in this tiny cell phone while in the car seems not advisable.

See you in a bit, hope your textures are ready!

North to the Passage

North to the Passage.


An almost Tuesday Monday reblog because today was almost twenty seven hours long. Seriously.

I mean, there’s was grocery shopping. I’m pretty sure that lasted five hours on it’s own.

Anyway, here’s one of my treats on the blogroll, Cassidy.

She writes and shares excerpts of her project on her blog so I feel like I’m reading a book, if only for the few minutes. Reading her blog feels indulgent, but  is also very inspiring; Cassidy writes daily and her writing methods are amazing to read.  She includes, for example, diagrams for certain scenes like races or overviews, that’s why I’m sharing this particular post, but you can read her latest entry in her home page (there’s also a vlog!).

Cassidy does computers during the day but is a writing ninja at night.